Once upon a time, there was a non-conforming sparrow that decided not to fly south for the winter.

However, soon the weather turned so cold that he reluctantly started to fly south. In a short time, ice began to form on his wings and he fell to earth in a farmyard, almost frozen. A cow passed by and crapped on the little sparrow. The sparrow thought it was the end, but the manure warmed him and defrosted his wings. Warm and happy, able to breathe, he started to sing. Just then a large cat came by, and hearing the chirping, investigated the sounds.

The cat cleared away the manure, found the chirping bird, and promptly ate him!

The moral of the story:

1. Everyone who shits on you is not necessarily your enemy.

2. Everyone who gets you out of the shit is not necessarily your friend.

3. And, if you're warm and happy in a pile of shit, keep your mouth shut!

The story of the Bull and the Pheasant

A pheasant was standing in a field chatting with a bull.

"I would love to be able to get to the top of yonder tree',sighed
the pheasant, 'but I haven't got the energy'.'Well, why don't you nibble on some of my
droppings?' replied thebull.
'They're packed with nutrients'.
The pheasant pecked at a lump of dung and found that it actuallygave
him enough strength to reach the first branch of the tree.The
next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the secondbranch.
And so on. Finally, after a fourth night, there he wasproudly
perched at the top of the tree. Whereupon he was spottedby
a farmer who dashed into the farmhouse, emerged with ashotgun,
and shot the pheasant right out of the tree.Moral of the story:Bullshit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there.

Virus Warning

If you ever receive an email entitled "Badtimes,"
delete it immediately. Do not open it. Apparently this one is pretty
nasty.

It will not only erase everything on your hard drive, but it
will also delete anything on disks within 20 feet of your computer.

It demagnetises the stripes on ALL of your credit cards.

It reprograms your ATM access code, screws up the tracking on
your VCR and uses subspace field harmonics to scratch any CD's you attempt to
play-- except Yanni CD's. With them it doubles the volume.

It will automatically download kiddie porn to your hard drive
and then notify the authorities.

It will program your phone auto dial to call only your
mother-in-law's number. This virus will mix antifreeze into your fish
tank.

It will drink all your good beer and replace it I.C.
Light.

It will leave dirty socks on the coffee table when you are
expecting company.

It will talk nasty about your mother. Its radioactive
emissions will cause your toe jam and bellybutton fuzz (be honest, you have
some) to migrate behind your ears.

It will replace your shampoo with Nair and your Nair with
Regaine, all while dating your current boy/girlfriend behind your back and
billing their hotel rendezvous to your Visa card-- the only card stripe it
didn't demagnetise.

It will cause you to run with scissors and throw things in a
way that is only fun until someone loses an eye. It will give you Dutch Elm
Disease and Tinea.

It will rewrite your backup files, changing all your active
verbs to passive tense and incorporating undetectable misspellings which grossly
change the interpretations of key sentences.

If the "Badtimes" message is opened in a Windows XP
environment, it will leave the toilet seat up and leave your hair dryer plugged
in dangerously close to a full bathtub.

It will not only remove the forbidden tags from your
mattresses and pillows, but it will also refill your skim milk with whole
milk.

It will replace all your luncheon meat with beef tongue. It
will molecularly rearrange your cologne or perfume, causing it to smell like
dill pickles-- but, on the plus side, they're kosher dills.

It is insidious and subtle.

It is dangerous and terrifying to behold. It is also a rather
interesting shade of mauve. These are just a few signs of infection. Beware.